Not so obliging

Well, I have no baby in my hot little hands.

We talked about various possibilities and scenarios and decided that we would wait a bit longer. I go back to the doctor on Friday to check things out. We are looking into getting a small portable oxygen tank just in case I need one again and then won't have to go through the hassle of the ER. (Though the ER in the city is quite a trip! I love that walking through the metal detector I was asked by the security guy if I had beer in my jug full of ice tea. He wanted to smell it. An obviously largely pregnant lady in respiratory distress and he thinks I have beer. God only knows what this guys sees every night.)